To:  nando@domainwest.com

Nice to meet you, Nando.  Not every day a cute guy drops a cocktail in your lap.  The dry cleaner said the pink would come out.  But you need to be more careful when you go out to the bars.

Marco

To:  marco_d_simien@boxoffice.com

Nice meeting you, too.  And I did it on purpose.

Nando

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To:  nando@

Enjoyed last night.  Not every day do you get to see a Rod Stewart cover band.  SO …  “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy?”

Marco

To:  marco@

Agree!  And yes!  Dinner sometime?

Nando

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To:  nando@

Enjoyed last night.  I’ve never had Moroccan food before.  I’m a fan!  Plans for the weekend?

Marco

To:  marco@

Out of town, remember?  My cousin’s batch party.  Talk next week?

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To:  nando@

How was the party?  By the way, I missed you.

To:  marco@

Me and ten horny straight boys from hell,  looking to get laid.  And I missed you, too.

To:  nando@

I’m sure you fit right in.  So … are WE ever going to?  We’ve had three dates and two kisses.  Isn’t it time?

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To:  marco@

Thank you for a GRRRRRRREAT evening.  And so sorry I dropped your wheat toast in the toilet.

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To:  nando@

Happy Thanksgiving Eve.  Mom is expecting us around 2.  

To:  marco@

Running late, and I burned the pecan pie.  Think Just Desserts is still open?

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To:  nando@

The movers will be there at 11.  Are you packed yet?

To:  marco@

I can’t find my Maui Jim sunglass collection.  Was it in with any of your stuff?

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To:  nando@

I hate being apart on our first anniversary.

I tried to make you a card, but I’m a terrible artist.  See the lopsided heart made of secondary characters below.  I @LOVE!!!YOU.  

To:  marco@

I found my sunglass collection in the hallway closet under a box of all your college memorabilia.  

By the way, who is Jermaine?

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To:  nando@

I got the job!  You’re going to love DC.

To:  marco@

Congrats.  So proud of you.  Can I quit my job today?

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To:  nando@

The movers will be there at 8.  Is everything packed?

To:  marco@

I can’t find my Maui Jim sunglass collection.  Did you move it again?

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To:  nando@

Late night tonight.  

To:  marco@

We were supposed to explore DuPont Circle tonight.  Oh, well …

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To:  nando@

Late night again tonight.

To:  marco@

No worries.  Guess I’ll finish painting the study myself. 

By the way, who is Jermaine?

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To:  nando@

I just wanted to say how sorry I am.  I never meant to hurt you, and he doesn’t mean anything.

To:  marco@

Is he why we moved here?  Tell me the goddam truth for once!

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To:  nando@

Happy anniversary.  Ten years.  DAMN!

To:  marco@

Let me see some of that secondary character artwork.

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To:  nando@

I didn’t mean for it to happen.  His mom died, and he needed a shoulder.  One thing led to another.  

To:  marco@

I thought you cut it off with him a long time ago.  So you’ve been seeing him all this time.  Why did you hide it from me?

To:  nando@

Because I loved you too much to hurt you.

To:  marco@

If you really loved me, you WOULDN’T HURT ME.  Godfuckingdam You.

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To:  nando@

It’s been over three weeks since I heard from you.  You okay?

To:  marco@

I’m okay.  

To:  nando@

Can I come over tomorrow?

To:  marco@

You mean “may I?”  And no, you may not.

To:  nando@

Nandy, are you ever going to forgive me?

To:  marco@

I doubt it.

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To:  nando@

The movers are running late.  Will you still be there at 11?

To:  marco@

Sorry I missed your e-mail.  Next time text me.  You’re in the 21st century, Marco.  

The movers are already here.  They’ll probably be at your place before 1.  The place looks empty without your stuff.

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To:  nando@

The movers moved your sunglasses to my new apartment.  Can I drop the box off some time tomorrow?

To:  marco@

Just leave it by the front door.

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To:  nando@

Happy anniversary,  TWENTY YEARS!  Damn,

To:  marco@

You’re nuts.  You still count our anniversaries even though we haven’t been together for almost nine years.  I’m not sure how I feel about that.  Does Jermaine know?

To:  nando@

No.  

To:  marco@

Let me guess.  You love him too much to hurt him.

To:  nando@

LOL.  Yes, I do, Nandy.  Yes, I do.